I read this poem this earlier this week in one of my favorite devotional books, Streams in the Desert, by L.B. Cowman. It’s from Sept. 25th.
He was better to me than all my hopes; He was better than all my fears; He made a bridge of my broken works, And a rainbow of my tears. The stormy waves that marked my ocean path. Did carry my Lord on their crest; When I dwell on the days of my wilderness march I can lean on his love for the rest.Pages: 1 2
